THE HIGH SCHOOL THREESOME … (18+) … Part 1

Sometimes during our childhood, we might be having some kind of feelings which we would never know the meaning as at that time. Maybe we would have needed an adult who is sincere, and would not take undue advantages of that situation to exploit the victim s. I realized that I was attracted to guys very early in life, at least, during my puberty age of about 11 or 12. In those days, I feel more comfortable looking at the ass of other guys than that of girls. I never knew what it means to be gay or straight having been brought up in a society that would never like to see you touching your genitals except you wanna use it to urinate. If you dare do it, you would get the beatings of your life that would even make you not to let people see you touching it even you want to urinate.

I never liked girls’ attitudes, or maybe, their body physical structures. In those days, when my fellow age mates would be busy discussing girls, their breasts, their big buttocks, their lips and all those things that would make them hard and look for a date with girls, I would be busy admiring their own ass, and found it more attractive and sex y that that of those girls they are talking about. I started using sexually explicit material (in those days, it was magazines of naked ladies and guys having sex), maybe at the age of 16 or 17 when I was in high school, but instead of those materials making me hard for a real girl out there, I would prefer reserving the hardness for guys I loved. Even when I was 11 years, there was this boy in my class (Chikaodiri) who I never fail to admire. I did all my high school in exclusive boys’ high schools anyway, so there were no chances of meeting or admiring any girls.

The dude I was talking about was mostly of the feminine nature, but I never knew if he was into guys since in those days, I never knew that having feeling for other guys was also possible. So, as much as I admired this dude during these days, I never tried to talk let him know how I felt about him.

Maybe, also being brought up in a strict Catholic family was a contributing factor. I was raised up to believe that even nursing any kind of sexual attraction in my heart, or talking about it was mortal sins. So, I never wanted to tell anyone about it. Nevertheless, when I was in senior high school, there was this guy called “Chinedu” who happened to be my first encounter with what could be interpreted as same sex encounter. We normally take some time out to go up to a very lonely and exclusive part of the school hall (then, it was still under construction). We would stand and start touching each other’s dicks. The sensation was something I would never exchange those days with either silver or gold. In fact, I always loved going to school those days because I would see Chinedu, who incidentally was also my namesake. I loved him to a bit, but only two of know what and why we always climb up to that side of the empty school hall (under construction) during break period.

The first time I saw Chinedu cum in my hand, I never believed my eyes. He had a very much big dick and my own was very much smaller compared to his. When hard, his dick is a sight to behold. You would visually see how the veins and arteries around the dick would make it turgid, and as hard as iron rod. It was usually mutual masturbation. We never sucked each other. Another exciting moment would be seeing this dude cum. During his orgasm, you would see him going wild with ecstasy, trying to grab and hold tight anything around him for a support. I love seeing him in that mood I must confess. And when he eventually start to cum…..OMG…..he would shoot and blast the cum sporadically everywhere with reckless abandon.

I have never seen a young dude with such exciting orgasm before. His orgasm always intimidate me because I never cum that big. His cum was always very thick and slimy to touch, and cleaning up was another thing we have learnt to do properly by always going there with some tissue papers.

It went on and on for some months, or maybe up to a year or more when we were caught by another much older classmate called Chika.

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